About

Love and New York

Romance, it is what seits to exist in our world, well at least in this time period. Wouldn't you like to go back in time, where romance was natural and passion automatically came with love. Love, when it was unconditional and true. Where when someone gave you there word, it was a promise, and not just a word that lingered after they left. Or beauty, when you could walk down the street and run into it. Now a days it takes adventure and discovery. With adventure in your life it sounds like fun, but thats what you think. Beauty in this century is represented by hooker heels and black trashy makeup, or swag ripped jeans and chains. Or with romance, the most romantic thing now is when someone unloads the dish washer. And adventure counts as getting high and remembering nothing from previous nights. I belive in true love, and deep romance and that adventure can happen in wonderful places. This is my story, where all my beliefs are put to the test and the world challenges me. Like all stories it has a beginning, and this is mine.

When your young and naive the possiblities to screw up are endless, mine started as soon as I left home. I was testing my own judgment and left everything i knew for a scholarship in New York. I wanted to live outside of the boundires i grew up in, what better place then New York. The only thing from questioning my future were my three best friends. They were the only people i could call my family. My original family was what you call, disasterous. My parents had divorced when i was very young, and being an only child i suffered through lonliness. My parents were big work-aholics, my mother being a psycolagist and my father being a college sports trainer, i wasn't always there number one priority.

From the lack of attention my parents never gave me, I strived on trying to make them proud. I was in enough extracirrucular events tha my social life was nonexistant. I challenged myself for a 4.0 and practiced hard enough in...

You May Also Find These Documents Helpful

...mining
Railroad Construction
Railroad industry fueling the movement to the west
First corporate big business in American society
Homestead Act of 1862
Promised settlers 160 acres of land hoping they would farm and had to commit for 5 years
500,000 took advantage of the act
2/3’s failed because of harsh weather conditions, small land, limited amount of water
Much of the good land was going to the Railroad Company
Mining Centers
Trying to make it big in the Great Plains (Denver, Sacramento, San Francisco)
Striking it rich quick
Try to pan gold through the rivers
Mining (“Boom”) Towns—Now Ghost Towns
People would go and search for gold in places where there were rumors of gold
Build a saloon and then would leave when gold is out
New Agricultural Technology
Steel Plow (“Sod Buster”)
Break up the ground for planting
“Prairie Fan”  Water Pump
Water source
Barbed Wire
Shortage of wood
Allowed the farmers to keep the cows off their grass
Frontier Life
Individuality, self-sufficient
Families worked together to get food
The Reality—A Pioneer’s Sod House, SD
1-2 rooms
All family members lived there
Farmers are becoming a minority of the American workforce from 1685-1900
60%-47% of the American workforce
Farms in the U.S. double in this same period
Amount of crops are skyrocketing
Wheat in Russia and other countries are producing
Overproduction lower price on crops
Can’t pay for the mortgage, debts
Companies are going to come in...

...Finally, the beautiful city of NewYork lay at my fingertips. I had waited my whole childhood for the chance to visit, to explore. I grew up seeing NewYork on the television. I grew up inspired by a city I hadn’t been to but yet, I felt so attached. I saw the city in a different light. How an artist sees a painting, or how an environmentalist perceives the wilderness. Art represents something greater than a visual aspect, it portrays an idea. The beautiful thing about art is how you perceive it, how you yourself can relate to it even if its beyond what its meant to be. The city itself was art in my eyes, I couldn’t get enough. Every aspect of the city spoke volumes to me, it represented dreams and the ability to make the impossible become possible. How could man even begin to plan for a city of this magnitude? let alone make it a reality.
NewYork City has to be one of the biggest “well-known” cities in the world. People flock to the city from all over the globe. But what inspires these millions of people to come spend thousands of their hard earned dollars to explore a city they've only heard about, or seen on some form of media? From a personal point of view these people are intrigued by the art of the city itself. Every building has a history, every borough or neighborhood has its own unique style. Imagine it as art, different artist coming together to leave their mark on the city,...

...affection ("I love my mother") to pleasure ("I loved that meal"). It can refer to an emotion of a strong attraction and personal attachment.[1] It can also be a virtue representing human kindness, compassion, and affection—"the unselfish loyal and benevolent concern for the good of another".[2] It may also describe compassionate and affectionate actions towards other humans, one's self or animals.[3]
Ancient Greeks identified four forms of love: kinship or familiarity (in Greek, storge), friendship (philia), sexual and/or romantic desire (eros), and self-emptying or divine love (agape).[4][5] Modern authors have distinguished further varieties of romantic love.[6] Non-Western traditions have also distinguished variants or symbioses of these states.[7] This diversity of uses and meanings combined with the complexity of the feelings involved makes love unusually difficult to consistently define, compared to other emotional states.
Love in its various forms acts as a major facilitator of interpersonal relationships and, owing to its central psychological importance, is one of the most common themes in the creative arts.[8]
Love may be understood as a function to keep human beings together against menaces and to facilitate the continuation of the species.[9] The word "love" can have a variety of related but distinct meanings in different contexts. Many other...

...The City So Nice They Named It Twice: NewYork, NewYork
When you associate anything with NewYork City it is usually the extraordinary buildings that pierce the sky or the congested sidewalks with people desperate to shop in the famous stores in which celebrities dwell. Even with my short visit there I found myself lost within the Big Apple. The voices of the never-ending attractions call out and envelop you in their awe. The streets are filled with an atmosphere that is like a young child on a shopping spree in a candy store. Although your feet swelter from the continuous walking, you find yourself pressing on with the yearning to discover the "NewYork Experience".
Upon arrival into the jungle of vast buildings, the first thing noticed is the mobbed streets filled with taxi cabs and cars going to and fro in numerous directions, with the scent of exhaust surfing through the air. As you progress deeper into the inner city and exit your vehicle, the aroma of the many restaurants passes through your nostrils and gives you a craving for a "NY Hot Dog" sold by the street venders on the corner calling out your name. As you continue your journey you are passed by the ongoing flow of pedestrians talking on their cell phones and drinking a Starbucks while enjoying the city. The constant commotion of conversing voices rage up and down the streets as someone calls...

...NewYork City is a fascinating place with too much charm for its own good. It is evident in both E.B. White’s Here is NewYork and Goodbye to All That, by Joan Didion that it is easy to fall in love with NewYork. However, it isn’t too hard to fall out of love with this city, either. White mentions three types of New Yorkers: natives, commuters and non-natives, and how they contribute to the quality of this city. Didion tells us the story of her arrival to NewYork from the West, and discusses her rough first-impression, that led to a decision to stay for 8 years. Both authors create an image of NewYork that shows a city of wonder and curiosity, which leads me to believe that a “relationship” with NewYork City can (and will) be complicated because there are aspects that we may grow to love, and others that we might end up despising.
In the opening passage from E.B. White’s “Here is NewYork,” he describes the three types of New Yorkers as the natives who take their city for granted; the commuters who live the fast-paced, sheep-like lifestyle; and the non-native New Yorkers who come, searching for something new. According to White, it is the third type of New...

...I ever visited is NewYork. It is also called the city that never sleeps, The capital of the world, The big apple or Empire city. This city has many places to visit, some of these places are: The famous statue of liberty, The Empire State Building, Central Park, Times Square, the popular 5th Avenue, and more places. I will talk about those in this essay. Also i will explain why NewYork is the most amazing city I've ever been.
I will talk about the places that my friends and I visited when we were in NewYork. The first day we went to Central Park. This is a beautiful place with lots of trees where the people escape from the crazy and busy life in NewYork City, they can relax, breathe fresh air and admire nature. At night we went to the central square was very exciting because finally I was in that place filled with light, stores, huge advertising, noise and movement that I had seen in movies. It was amazing!
The next day we went to the Statue of Liberty. We took many pictures, walked around the island and bought some souvenirs. Then went to ''Bodies The Exhibition”. There we learned more about the organs and functions of these in our bodies. After we were in intrepid, air and space museum. We saw vintage aircraft, submarines and spacecraft simulators. Also we were in Madame Tussauds, and we took pictures with the celebrities who were...

...NewYork, NewYork
Sirens and busy city sidewalks; yellow taxis and the subway; delis and hot dog stands on every corner; Central Park covered in a blanket of snow; Broadway and all of its glamour; the bright lights of Times Square; Bloomingdales and the designers on 5th Avenue; ice skating and the Rockettes at Rockefeller Center; the Empire State Building and its amazing view at night; the smell of the meat Packing District; browsing the Chelsea Market and walking along the Pier-sixty next to the West Side Highway; the NYU student hangout at Union Square; trendy boutiques in Soho and the Village; famous pizza from Little Italy; fake bags on Canal Street; businessmen and the stock market on Wall Street; the Tribeca Grande and downtown with an empty space where the World Trade Center used to stand tall; and last but not least, Yankee Stadium and the NewYork Yankees-this is what comes to mind when I picture NewYork City. Regardless of its imperfections, I have not traveled to another city that can even come close to comparing to Manhattan. It is my favorite place in the world- a city that never sleeps, a city that stands alone, and a city that is truly one of a kind. There is no place like home and there is certainly no place like NewYork City, which is why these experiences make NewYork City my favorite...

...The NewYork Times
The NewYork Times is a well established newspaper in our nation today that is known for their elite writers and editors. The popular newspaper company has been publishing newspapers out of NewYork City since 1851 and was first called the NewYork Daily Times but later changed to just The NewYork Times in 1857. The NewYork Times is considered the last major newspaper to put colored images inside their papers. Their philosophy was to stay true to black and white and put “All the news that fit to print.” It wasn’t until 1997 when the first colored image appeared on a NewYork Times paper. This research paper involved looking back over 50 plus years of news articles back in 1960, as well as 1990 and present day.
The first paper we looked is The NewYork Times publication on March 16, 1960. The first thing that caught my eye about this newspaper is the amount of news stories it displays on just the front page. There were 14 different news stories that all started on the first page and would be continued into later pages. The headline story for this particular day read “350 Negro Student Demonstrators Held in South Carolina Stockade.” Going back to 1960’s history,...